Tytuł: Would you die for me

• Wykonawca: Notorious B.I.G.
• Wyświetleń: 236

  
   [Notorious B.I.G.]
  Venue after venue, I've been through
  Coming to the telly, so I can bend you
  Send you to the store, condoms and more
  Jealous females, call you sluts and whores
  Could it be my hardcore metaphor
  Make sweat pour on the bedroom floor
  Open up the Lex door
  Jump on in, I'm kind of tired
  I'm a roll blunts while you spin
  You got your license, right? Alright, no swerving
  Hair blonde out, Madonna style like a virgin
  Splurging, Dom P., Ro-se
  Much foreplay, that's my forte
  Niggas see the ring, baguettes to death
  She looking for a man, honey he just left
  Violate me, he get beat to death
  Goodfellas squeeze every shell they got left
  Grand Marnier increase the don strength
  Two four-fifths within my arms length
  With a calm breath I say we gots to float
  Throw Little Cease the keys to the boat
  Tongue all down her throat, you know the routine
  Got my dick large like Bruce Springsteen
  And you mean too, eyes greenish blue
  Got the Coogi sweater with the bubble Fubu
  Beautiful, that's how the night goes
  Get out them tight clothes
  Get in some night clothes
  I invite those girls that smoke lye
  Keep it real with you
  You keep it real with I
  We be tight like frog's ass
  Have you screaming "Biggie, Biggie give me one more chance"
  
  [Chorus]
  [Puff Daddy]
  Would you ride with me? (Yeah)
  Would you lie for me? (That's right)
  Would you get high with me? (For sure)
  Would you die for me? (No doubt)
  (Repeat)
  
  [Lil' Kim]
  These hoes don't treat you like I treat you
  Like my contacts, I can see right through
  Don't they know me and you is stuck like glue?
  Queen Bitch means number one and two
  Wifey, ya'll ain't got to like me
  Go head and act dumb, you'll just catch a hot one
  Y'all know where I'm from
  Bucktown, lay your ass down
  You don't wanna play around (with me)
  Probably just mad because Frank chose me
  A fly cu-tie, you just a grou-pie
  Girls call my telephone just to hang up
  While me and you is in the crib, laying up
  Oh he ain't tell you that we live together
  And that we gonna have a kid together
  Whatever, me intimidated, never
  Anything you give to him, he give it right to Kim
  Anyway, I fuck better than you
  Give head better than you, pussy get wetter than you
  If I fuck another nigga, don't mean nothing
  B.I.G. is in my heart from the start
  Whether broke or rich, I'm a stay his bitch
  Chicks who used to be around, where they at now?
  (See I don't care bout them other broads)
  B.I.G. kept it real with me, and that's that
  
  [Chorus fade out]